Burnin It Down

Steve Earle

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Tom:
D [Verse]
D When I was a boy, there were no limitations
D Said my goodbyes at the Greyhound station
G G/F# Em Here I am half a mile from where I grew up
D In a parking lot sitting in my pick-up truck [Chorus]
D And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys
D Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
G G/F# Em D Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town [Verse]
D Ten gallons of gas and a bottle of propane
D Electric igniter off my grill and I still can't
G G/F# Em Say for certain that this thing'll blow
D But if it does I'm going to be the first one to know [Chorus]
D And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys
D Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
G G/F# Em Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town
D I'm thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down [Solo]
D D G G/F# Em D [Bridge]
A G D Always used to say I'd come back some day and settle down
A G D A I'm getting old, no place else to go, it's all come unwound [Verse]
D So I'm watching the faces coming and going
D Some of them strangers, some that I know and
G G/F# Em It doesn't matter how much how long I wait
D 'Dause the door's always open and it's never too late [Chorus]
D And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys
D Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
G G/F# Em Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town
D And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys
D Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
G G/F# Em Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town
D I'm thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down
D Thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down
D Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
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